Zayn's POV:
"Zayn.. Zayn.. wake up!"
I slowly opened my eyes to see Harry sitting in front of me, his long hair flowing around his head like a halo. While the sunshine on his hair made him look more angelic.
"Harry what are you doing here?" I asked him in surprise.
"Shhh.. don't speak." He said and bent down, softly pressing his lips on my parted lips. Kissing me softly.
I closed my eyes, moving my mouth against his, he sucked on my bottom lip, and I couldn't help but let out a moan.
"Oh Zayn.. how much I missed you." He said and moved to my neck. Sucking on the flesh above my throat; made me moan even harder.
"Oh Zayn." He breathed my name again.
"Yes Harry." Nnfff...
"Zayn!" This time louder.
"Zayn!!" I opened my eyes and saw Mary and her husband George staring at me. I sat down in surprise.
"What the..." I let out.
"You okay boy?" Geroge asked me.
I felt my face blushing. "Um..yes yes I am sir."
"You were saying Harry's name in your sleep." Mary said.
Shit.
"I was?" My face was probably like a tomato now.
"Yeah. Were you dreaming about him?" Mary asked again.
"No.. I mean yeah. It was..um..It was just one of my bad dreams." I lied, trying to calm my quick breath.
"Then why it was like you were enjoying it?" Mary asked again.
I froze.
"Leave the boy alone, Mary." George said thank God. "Isn't it enough the problem he has in his pants right now?"
I looked down at my pants. I was hard.
Double shit!
They both laughed and left the kitchen. And I buried my heated face in the pillow.
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Just some light update :)
And you know that "Nnfff..." that Zayn said, I heard it for the first time from Hal Sparks Charmageddon. Have anyone seen it before? It's a stand-up comedy on youtube. You should check it totally hilarious.
Sorry I talked too much. This chapter
is dedicated to T_stylik
Hope you like it. Love you <3